Sex with the ex is not always a bad idea. In my case, I sought it out because my ex-boyfriend was incredible in bed and my body craved his touch. After the breakup, I had no reason to go to his apartment. I simply made something up about needing to see him urgently and we agreed to meet one evening after work.
When I arrived, he had just gotten out of the shower with his hair slicked back and a towel around his waist. He smiled and let me in. There was music playing somewhere in the background and I had a feeling of nostalgia. Everything looked exactly how it was when we were still together. I was lost in my thoughts that I didn’t know when he got right behind me and held my waist. His dick was already erect. I could feel it poking through the towel. His hands cupped my tits and he squeezed each nipple. He knew that was my weak spot. I let out a moan and put up no resistance. I turned and pulled his face close to mine, sighing into his familiar taste.
With his two hands busy, his towel slipped off and he stood completely naked with a raging boner. I had missed his dick so much. I led him to the bedroom and stripped slowly while he watched me. I got into the bed and began to fondle his massive cock. He let out a groan when I fondled the balls along the base of his shaft. I spread my legs and he got in between. Then, I wrapped one leg behind his thighs and pulled my hips up to rub his tip on my wet pussy. He adjusted and thrust into me, rather roughly. I let out a high-pitched scream. That was totally unexpected.
He stayed still, buried deep inside me. His big, thick dick was stretching out my pussy. His eyes sparkled as he asked me if he should get off. I didn’t want it to stop, so I shook my head. I started rolling my hips slowly to adjust to his size, hoping that my pussy walls would relent. He made slow thrusting movements too. Before long, he was pounding hard on me. He lifted one of my legs onto his shoulder and humped me continuously. It did not hurt anymore. I was calling out his name, not minding who heard us. He pulled out and flipped me over to the doggy position. Pushing my head into the pillow, he teased my butthole with his dick which was covered in my juices. Then, he smacked my butt and shoved his dick into my pussy again to continue fucking me. I felt his sweat drop on my back. He was groaning and he increased his speed. I felt myself shivering before a flood of my juices spilled on his dick and down my thighs. I collapsed onto the bed. I thought it was over, so I turned to lay face up.
A warm substance shot straight at my face, making me gasp. It was his cum. He was giving me facials. With each squirt, he aimed and shot it on me – my face, my chest, down my belly. I liked it. We had always joked about trying it when we were dating. He finished off and lay beside me in silence. We were both satisfied. That was the best fuck I had had in months.